the fight to cheat


seven minutes in heaven, seven deadly sins the girls a tramp he's my man i wonder who will win the day is young the sky is gray my eyes filled with hatrid sorrow and pain he's not a trophy he's not my life damn boy you're not worth the fight she puts up her deuces i chuck up two turn around and say bitch fuck you.


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